Need to be told
If you need to be told
Then don't try to be bold
You will be like any other person
May come in life and go as seasons
Person should be able to take his own decisions
That should not vary and must be with precision
It trusts self first then thinks of others actions
There is no fun in offering any kind of reactions
You are your own judge and come to the conclusion
Every word is spoken with care and without any confusion
There is no withdrawal as it has been carefully considered
At no stage there is second thought and differed
This is how the stubbornness comes in life at later stage
It is with experience and coming up of the age
You are shedding off the uncertainty and come out of the cage
The confidence is reflected as new words are printed on page
Let actions speak louder than words
You may find it easy to look and go forward
You may have full satisfaction of what you contemplated
Every action is thought of and fully related
An individual has to be master of his own destiny
This fact might not been realized by many
There is hidden message behind it with some purpose
One must always keep mind free without keeping any grudge
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Bitter And Sour
Some of the words can turn you bitter and sour
It may add to your agony and pour
Cause so much pain to your heart
As it is not considered at all a good art
It is easy to malign somebody
Throw a mud and spoil character of anybody
There won’t be any readymade explanation
It is enough to spoil the existing relation
It costs nothing but damage is colossal
You hurl abuse and then silently walk away
So many good people may not offer a word
They may think it bad phase and look forward
Not all can perform such kind of feat
You may find warmth and sweetness when they greet
It is becoming of good and noble soul
You have peace of mind when go out for stroll
But some of good words can do a miracle
It can wipe out your impression of being a jackal
Your action may speak clearly of personality
That you have no double standard and have genuine quality
It gives some sort of satisfaction
Even if it does not render any assistance or favorable action
A person gets fully satisfied with your promise
Even though he has compulsion and no choice
Small words of appreciation can encourage a person
He finds means to live with some solid reasons
He finds aim in life to carry on with purpose
He cares little then for prose and cons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Louder Than Words
I have heard you say the words many times,
but your actions tells me your words are just a lie;
because actions speak louder than words.
If you love me why don’t you hug me?
If you love me why don’t I ever remember a kiss from you?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
If you love me like you say you do
why when I need a shoulder to cry on you just shrug?
And when I need a cheering section your voice is silent?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
To love someone does not me to say it in a card
on a birthday, Christmas or Graduation day.
To truly love some one you show them with
a hug, a kiss or a call just to say hi.
Mom, you say you love then you need to show me;
because actions speak louder than words
Unspoken Words
If I were to tell you something
would it please you to know what it would be?
For I do not know how I can say it
without saying it to you.
So please bear with me when I say to you
Words cannot express the message
I want to get across to you.
You are the only person
I would want to say this to.
If only you would let my actions
speak for my words,
then you'll see what meaning
my silent words have for you.
If you feel the same way then you'll know
You don't have to say anything
just let your actions speak for themselves.
poem by George Krokos
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Never Judge A Person
never judge a person's soul,
for the judgement returns.
judge only actions
whether give or take.
whether an act of compassion,
or the act of ignorance...
yet beneath every action
there lies a reason,
that more often than not
you will never see.
actions have a cost,
inaction, even more.
even choice exacts a toll,
be careful of your path.
never judge a person,
leave that to infinity,
and when you look at actions,
see both source and result!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wisdom and Knowledge
“Knowing others is wisdom and knowing yourself is enlightenment.”
How could a shy girl speak like this with so nice comment?
Well I could judge about her sharp intelligence and brilliance
She was at her full zenith and came to be aligned with variance
“Stand up for what you say and assert “
These were not the words spoken at the concert
These all came from well balanced mind’
I decided yet more to make bid and find
She had all the blessed vision
Not at all with double mind sans confusion
How could she say” would go rather in dark”
But not in light if that needs good start
You rested the idea with her contention
God understands language without any mention
It is how you sincerely project and prevail
Otherwise there is smooth passage for sail
Life seemed to her a learning process
Only you simply wanted the easy access
If that was showered upon you by almighty
There was no way of blocking such natural beauty
It is nice to a know person who is at distant place
Some times we are misguided by looking at face
You can’t judge a person his noble or bad intentions
Yet we know about it by our own inhibitions
To know a person means to scale height of mountain
It is difficult to lay hand on information and obtain
Even though that may not be difficult in context
It can’t be hidden or kept secret under any pretext
As I saw her keeping eyes and heads down
She had contention and observation of her own
Even though it may not be harmful to see through
It gives to many doubts as how it can be true
Life can prove very difficult if seen with restricted angles
It may form tragic and even love triangles
Yet we are used to it and carry on with resolve
Settle in life with problems and peacefully solve
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Scholarly Wish
To learn more in life is scholarly wish
It may remain there till you perish
What will be more important is its proper use
What if one uses as only tool for misuse?
It is stubbornness of mind
That may lead you to find
The treasure of life and its message
Till you reach at the dead end of an age
Life can be considered as sea deep
Very sour taste and unpleasant to keep
Yet it vastness may always appeal
It is magnificent and in fact real
We may not in whole of life fully learn
Who knows at what moment it may turn?
Against or in favor to shower the fortune
You may swing in favor or out of tune
You may claim to be scholar
But it may be very slender
What you know may of little use
Not enough to convince and defuse
Nobody has understood life so far
It is like far off object twinkling like star
It may provide no light
Only we may boost and consider it right
Know little bit and try to consume
What can be real message and journey to resume?
No one may be able to predict direction in time
We may be diverted on the way many times
Think precisely in what can be true?
As no one may be assertively take you through
It will be journey fully controlled by an individual
Whether he leads simple life or that of dual person
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A dubious life
I have led dubious life through out
Never knew about falling apart or facing rout
It did not occur to me in simple way
I was in dark for the want of bright ray
I enjoyed in all the aspects
Fame, money and name in all the respects
It was coming from one direction
It was centered on my false action
I knew it was cheating to soul
I involved in all dirty games with foul
I was not sure of its consequences
It was nothing but mastery over sentences
The careful choice of words played the trick
I was playing them with the same stick
It was merely a deception and treachery
Though I was not the master in archery
It was striking in exact spot
The luck was favoring even though I was not allotted with slot
It may be coinciding with favorable wind
I could get everything easily and comfortably find
I was flying high with all sorts of results
Never faced reversal or any kind of insult
I realized its importance in true sense
It had so much value in present tense
I have passed through so much pain and agony
It meant so much to me in terms of fame and money
You are worthless if you do not have or lack
Too much suffering and many things are at stake
I wish no one is passing through such dilemma
It is stage of uncertainty coupled with trauma
A person may be drawn deep with lots of harassment
The whole of sky may befall on him for the moment
I faced such situation with calm posture
Employed all the ways for making it sure
Nothing troubled me in whole of my tenure
I was free from worry and completely reassured
When I sit under roof and give serious thought
So many views surface and eventually are fought
Finally the truth emerges and makes you restless
You think life spent was useless and worthless
It is considered as period for transformation
The golden period for attainment and salvation
If at all good sense prevails to seek solace?
Individual may be ready to leave even palace
He has still the time left in his disposal
He may be battling in mind with very good proposals
“Something worthwhile must be done at the end”
No hatred of any kind and all should be made friends
Think of a nice end that you may be contemplating
All pro and cons may be thought over and equating
Suddenly one though may rule permanently
Is that what I lived is important or is that I am leaving behind instantly?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It is enough
It is enough and now no more
Life has become dull and bore
I make presence known by heaving snoring
Everybody in family complains early in the morning
I get tired by few steps walk
Tongue sticks as I am unable to talk
Mind is bogged down and unable to think
Memory goes off and on and I simply blink
Though I am not still being hated
But hear the words co related
I feel being very much neglected
Even though some thing short of being humiliated
It is not desired at the later stage
Everybody will have to face the old age
It will not be spent as easily
As the young age was spent merrily
All are nit lucky to be looked after well
We hear them saying “it is living hell”
You become useless within over night
All prophecy seems to prove very right
Hard luck for those who spend it with plight
Perception also sometimes may vary slight
Above and all there may prevail generation gap
You may be objected at every step
It will be some sort of insult
No one may bother or prefer you to consult
You are in another word a burden
The stage has come all of sudden
You are driven in the corner
You are spent force and nothing comes out from burner
Neither can you be utilized for any useful purpose
Nor can be neglected for any thought to suppose
If you left alone in this world without partner
Hell will be let loose on you later or sooner
You will not only counts last leg of years
But seconds, minutes and hours
We wish it should not happen with any one
As you will be looked after by none
No one may have kind views but only lip service
It may not be sufficient to render only advice
There is blow of wind in opposite direction
The aged people face hostility with reaction
The society as a whole can be blamed for inaction
But thanks to the old age homes for their sympathetic action
There is age gap, new concept and love loss too
It is known fact that everyone has to pass through
The same trauma, pain and anguish
The same would not have been dreamed by anybody as wish
The tears dropp from eyes as the same is not likely to end
The relatives too come and ask about welfare but keep quite as friend
No one may want to interfere in internal affairs
Even thought it is not considered as fair
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Speak easy
Ever had so much to say but cannot find the words, when you do you just do not have the nerve.
Waste time, time wasted over what might be said, conversations played out only in your head.
Silence is golden so they say, time keeps ticking its running away.
Never runs back just out of control, do soul searching to find the know.
The words you find seam just too few, say nothing at all keep it in you.
If spoken aloud could set you free, there inside, somewhere in me.
Maybe a magician could bring it to light, maybe a strong man to fight this fight.
Speak easy when spoken, say it so clear, I fear, these words, never hear.
The less you speak the more that is herd, screaming out loud not saying a word.
Speak easy to you, few words need say, speak easy to me, time slipping away.
poem by Gary Kedron
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Life
I was lying on my bed, about to loose myself in the world of dreams, but couldn't. I started to wonder the meaning of universe, the exact meaning of life. I thought for about an hour, why I am alive? Why everyone's living their life? I came to a conclusion, what if this life is just a training course, and if you fail in one life to complete the training, you live another physical life. The point is to recognize that every thing you do, and that every action you take, is an action of the mind, not your true spirit. To try to 'train your spirit' is the main motto you'r alive. Emotions, love, hate, sadness are actions of the spirit not destiny. The unexplained questions in life, are actions of the spirit. Time is an illusion, created by the minds. Before this life, there were other challenges, and after this one, there will be more, and then we will face the ultimate prize, heaven. But not as we see it. It would be a domain where there is no one to hate, and everyone would love and respect each other. There would be no time to kill, because the illusion of time would be gone. We would witness unlimited new emotions, and it would be the most wonderful thing ever! So thats what I thought, lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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As a matter of fact
What makes you to feel perfect?
What prevents you to act?
What is matter of fact?
How you over come it with simple tact?
Over the years you have mastered the art
This can’t be easily purchased from the mart
It is inherent quality that makes you smart
You always believe in good start
Things may move on very smoothly
You are always planning it accordingly
You have perfection in every more
Even for slight doubt you take care and remove
You never hesitate and get panicky
You come in action and address it quickly
Everything you decide it with cool mind
Solution is in sight and you may always find
What instills you confidence to act with accuracy?
Is it your mild nature coupled with good diplomacy?
Is it mystery alone shrouded with secrecy?
It is your gentleness and resolves to tackle it with delicacy
You always feel proud
It is not necessary to speak loud
Your sincere words and action may speak
Your approach maybe considered bold and not weak
What makes you to feel better?
Is that you are considered as trend setter?
You have the capacity to make wheel turn around
The path can be cleared and way to be easily found
You create public awareness in mind
The look towards you with honor and doesn’t find
Any dubious way of dealing and you are always kind
Such nice things can be observed by even a blind
Your popularity is on rise and you are in demand
You may take deep breath without chest to expand
this gives you some sense of satisfaction
It welcomes step and sign of good indication
I have always remained as public figure
I didn’t care for self or any future
I have always distanced from evil
I have tried to excel and earned good will
I have treated poor and rich alike
It might have created some discomfort or dislike
I did not bother about such feeling
I was ever ready to cooperate and willing
You must move cautiously and remain attached
Journey may prove hard but never get detached
Never utter word of uncertainty and create confusion
Try to avoid controversy and work for diffusion
Such type of a wonderful soul can always feel proud
the steps taken by him may always sound
Fame and name both will come round and gather
It is unique joy to remain and stay together
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A full attention
How much a person can be persuaded to fall in line?
To what extent he can be made comfortable and feel fine?
This is debatable point and must be paid full attention
It is very much crucial and deserves circulation and full mention
At certain level, weak human mind surrenders to circumstances
He is forced end the life out of despair at once
Such stage can be warded off with some positive infusion
It can save the situation arising out of confusion
Solace and advice form two formidable pillars for strength
The individual can be persuaded to act on same wave length
The time help and proper guidance can bring him new hope
Otherwise life is considered stiff challenge as if to walk on rope
Hope and despair can drive a person to nut
There may be many ifs and buts
Still doors are not closed for future recovery
Timely help and consolation is not new discovery
When person is seized of certain problems
No amount of persuasion may work for them
It is taken and considered as futile attempt
It may leave him helpless with no option left
It is not that he is not aware of the escape routes
Only problem is he is unable to reach the end or roots
This leaves him in the helpless state with no answer
No one may stand by him and extend possible help ever
It is human psychology not to board a sinking ship
It is also customary to choose set path as followed by sheep
No may try for new route to explore the possibility
There is hardly any doubt for his ability
Two sweet words can perform miracle
It helps to change the reverse cycle
It gives person a respite and chance to think
One a risk is over then ship may be salvaged and not sink
It can be guided back to calling port
The individual too can recover with active support
Once anchored at free berth the service can be rendered
The person too can be restored to confidence when offered
It helps to build and recover the lost ground
Ups and down can be in any field and found
One may face reversals or setbacks despite being cautious
The risk involved in it is not temper ray but always continuous
It is individual’s best efforts and reliance
It may help him to come out even if at odd or variance
The most important part is application of mind and compliance
The immediate sense of acknowledging the reversal and not defiance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Teacher Of Lessons
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting a planting of misdeeds.
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Was not the person they thought.
But was a lover of playing cat and mouse.
And that one person they decided to pick on...
Decided not to be the turn the other cheek,
Forgiving kind.
Oh no.
This one decided it was time to teach a mind.
And had in fact been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Suitable to be understood,
As to 'who' one should have left alone.
To make it clear it is best not to judge a book,
By its cover for effective results to get.
Especially if one is not familiar with the contents.
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting...
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Has long been a master of human interaction.
And...
Had in fact,
Been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Some less painful to accept when delivered direct,
Than those taught unexpectedly to leave the student...
Frrling unsure what test is coming next.
Why do some people pick those to be subjected,
They believe to them will be easy to shame...
With a branding of a quick defamation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good relation
A soul soaked in divine love
Can hardly afford to live
Think contrary and believe
Precious live to be thought over and relive
It will never allow you to think
Slight deviation may not force you to sink
Little ups and down in life can alter nothing
If you have truest like something
Nothing must rule over mind
Little creative activity to find
Most lovable part will be kindness at heart
Life to be lived with good start
Bitterness has no place at any stage
We may have to pass through various stages
Try to come out from dark and cage
Think of golden worlds written on page
World may live on indefinitely
All creatures whether good or bad may survive definitely
Why should we think of other side of the hill?
When we are committed to peace and good will
Surrender to thee as foolish child
Leave it to Him even if you go wild
Some way may be opened for you
You will certainly get through
To err is human
But don't act inhuman
Live exemplary as man or woman
So you can face bravely when summoned
Love the fellow being as his follower
Some of them may holly and can be found in fewer
We may be mistaken them by default
This can be called clear fault
Love may last longer than expected
World and people a large may be acted
It is give and take equation
Strong bond is only answer for good relation
Reap as you sow
Receive back as you throw
All action with equal reaction
Why to speak of all ill actions?
Let love take over hatred
Come forward to be lead
Fine moments may definitely be read
When you are no more and considered as dead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Basic to Long For
It is very basic to long for closeness
It is also essential to feel oneness
Life is given for once in life time
Don’t waste it in committing crime
“To love and be loved” must form instinct
You must look different and distinct
This is how human being and individual excel
Know the world fully well and authoritatively tell
It is grief that melts the hard core man
He goes for quick remedy in capacity whatever he can
That is God gift and everybody is gifted
Person may change for a while when interest is shifted
No need to tell others as what to do
They have seen enough of it and passed through
How can we be the judge of others action?
You are not to jump as arbitrator as reaction
Person may suffer for his acts in present life
Life may be proved difficult and like cutting edge of knife
It may make him to realize the consequences of ill acts
This is reality of life and very basic fact
He is very much aware of our weaknesses
He always sees our pale and tired faces
He can address it in time but awaits gradual change
If person can know the reality with passing of an age
We must bow to supreme power with strong belief
It may offer you solace and permanent relief
An immediate change may not be noticed
But good result is always promised
Never try to compare with others as it is unhealthy
Everybody is destines as per the wish of almighty
Who are we to fight over supremacy of any kind?
Can we stop ourselves from advocating wrong and going blind?
Let us now the universal truth
It needs no support or proof
Whatever you see around is just a vision
Do not try to vitiate or create confusion
You may be judged as per your behavior
The almighty God will act as savior
He is there to look after you as protector
We are simply managing scene as stage actors
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Demeanour
He told me
How much
He cared for me
Yet his demeanour
Depicted prolonged,
Systematic neglect
Towards me
It typically
Reiterated the
Fact that actions
Speak louder
Than words!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Words spoken
Words are spoken from the depth of the soul
Sometimes these words can be so cold
Like rotten cheese turning to mold
They come from a soul that we have sold
Sometimes we sound really bold
When kind words are never told
With nothing good to say
To make someone`s day
All we do is speak words that scold
So much so our soul grows old
Speaking from emotions uncontrolled
Breaking someone`s heart
That was once made of gold
So as we grow old
May you be foretold
Don`t leave a kind word untold
For a word is spoken from the depth of our soul
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Your Words Cut, Whilst Your Heart Bleeds
I have seen signs-they seem to be everywhere;
'What do they mean? ', I wonder-should I even care! ?
There remains a mystery in their appearance-
They seemingly belie a contrary avowance:
Is this a way to speak without word! ?
Should I ignore all that I have 'heard'?
Actions speak the volume that words cannot,
Actions 'say' what your muffled lips, ought.
Your actions give rise to my amorous allusions.
Certain facts are wholly incontrovertible,
Which give rise to certain conclusions
Which are inherent and inescapable:
Your words belie your wants and needs,
Your words cut, whilst your heart bleeds!
-Maurice Harris,1 August 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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One Word Took Joy Away.
Today i stand on the low mountain,
trying to memorize in ma brain,
to figure out what happened,
was it fate, mistake, or destiny,
I feel thirsty as am thinking,
as i can't believe it's happening,
after seven years of suffering,
now this was the finalizing,
five years trying to push me away,
we failed for that anyway,
Joy appeared seventh year on the way,
I felt flying having that Joy,
Even if people change on the way,
the original nature will always stay,
the power of the name will be high,
My joy didn't understand that anyway,
My origin tribe weaknesses,
I should be carefully on words selections,
counting my words was wickedness,
as actions speak louder than words,
i take my time composing poems,
finding jokes into different forms,
thank God i know the outcomes,
that human reactions isn't uniforms.
We count reactions we receive,
we forget the Environment we deceive,
we cheer and shout for things we deserve,
we forget how badly we behave,
Good words and things for us,
Bad words and things for them,
THESE ARE THE WORDS I CURSE,
'I DON'T RESPECT YOU THEY ARE.
If we believe and have faith in us,
God will always lead us in our respectable way,
if we count faults everyday,
waiting for what is pure,
we will loose it all,
AM NOT PERFECT I KNOW,
NEITHER DO I NEED THE CLEAN HEART,
IT'S A HIGH WAY TO RECEIVE ANOTHER JOY.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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A response to inner call
Did you ever respond to inner conscious call?
Did it help you from any possible fall?
Was that just divine hint not to follow any dictates?
It is nicely understood but barred by apathy to indicate?
When you are driven or influenced by external forces?
You become helpless and can not choose clear course
There prevails confusion and have double state of mind
It never clears uncertainty and person is totally blind
It is all said in earnestness to follow conscience
It is in other sense no to all with complete defiance
Not to act in haste and to obey what seems to be true
It may be critical test but one has to pass through
How can one clearly see the obstacles free broad way?
What makes him to move boldly and push it away?
Neither is it the result of one day experience or habit
Nor is the out come of clear conscience or gambit
When an individual is not responding to any temptation
It can be rightly observed with responsive indication
It is acknowledged with happiness internally
There is tremendous response expressed orally
The person himself knows the real truth and enjoy
He may not reveal it to all or employ decoy
It is inner strength that drives him to consider positively
This will give him leverage above others and deliver decisively
Where is the time to know self and avoid criticism?
The world seems colorful as seen through prism
It compels to see us what is not really a fact?
Any normal man may fall for it and unpleasantly act
One can remain truthful to the least possible extent
This may give him little strength to know the contents
He will not falsely lead to believe what is not desirable?
This little piece of awareness makes his move admirable
“To know self is to know God”words are inscribed
They have hidden meaning and need not be described
Person is feeling guilty conscience when fully exposed
He may be down with bad name when trust is not reposed
We claim to be an intelligent animal
Our show is pathetic and very dismal
Even animals act in some kind of attachment
We totally act indifferently and come out with statement
It may be wise on our part to act true
It is not easy but difficult too
It may straightway drive us to the extreme corner
No one may like our action and term us as sinner
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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